Father of my Son(Completed)✔️

42 What reason?

Part 42 What reason?

Khushi was stuck for a while. why did he panic as if he touched fire? He spoke a lot... flirted a lot... talked about having a girl baby. On the other side, apologized for touching her hand? WHY? what he was up to? What was there in his mind? She didn't know.

Khushi didn't sleep for long thinking about Arnav's weird behavior. She would not have thought about it seriously if they were still sticking into the friendship THING. She just had broken it too. Didn't she say they didn't have to be friends but can be husband and wife? Then why did he feel awkward when he touched her hand? He just touched her hand... nothing more than that. What was wrong with him?

Suddenly, something hit her mind. She became horrified by the thought that appeared in her mind. She bit her nail with nervousness. Was he still thinking about that? She looked at Arnav who was sleeping peacefully, putting his hand on Abhi. Her eyes pooled up. What will she do if he was still keeping her words in his mind? She didn't have an intention to hurt him but her words would have definitely hurt him. She knew that.

How was she going to repair the damage? Not that she wanted him to touch her. Keeping the bitterness n his mind was not good for the relationship. He could be without touching her and there was no complaint about it but she didn't want him to go with her words. She thought to talk to Arnav about it.

The next morning

Abhi was getting ready for school as usual. Khushi was in Kitchen, preparing breakfast and lunch for them. All of them gathered in the dining. Arnav's phone beeped with a message tone. He smiled, seeing the name of the sender. The message was from Sushma. He opened the WhatsApp and saw the photo sent by Sushma. His lips arched spilling a beautiful smile. Abhi peeped into his mobile and snatched the phone.

"Abhi, you should not snatch his mobile like this" Khushi chided Abhi.

"Relax, Khushi... he is a kid after all" Arnav consoled her.

"But, it's your mobile that has your personal thing"

"There is nothing called personal in it. and nothing is there to hide from my son and wife..." Arnav said cut and right.

"Mom, see, this is Dad's childhood photo..." Abhi said excitedly, extending the phone to Khushi.

She saw the photo without taking the mobile from Abhi's hand and smiled.

"Try to find who is with me..." Arnav said.

Abhi looked at the photo, making a weird face.

"Who's she Dad?" he pouted as he could not find the person.

"Let's see, whether MY WIFE can find it out or not," Arnav said.

Abhi kept the mobile on the table. Khushi gave it a look and smiled.

"Sushma Didi," she said.

"Is it, Dad?" Abhi asked.

Arnav nodded yes while dipping the roti in the mutter curry.

"She should have gotten the photo from our Home when she visited there," Arnav said.

"Mom, is not Dad looking like exactly me in his childhood?" Abhi said.

"Excuse me, big guy, you are the one who is looking like me" Arnav laughed.

Khushi smiled.

"We both are the same, Dad. (turning to Khushi) Am I right Mom?"

Khushi nodded yes.

"Abhi, you are my son. So, you will be certainly like me" Pride was visible on his face.